Chapter 26
The Red Bear Mercenary Corps
"I-I'll go wake the others while you get ready."
"There's no need for that. I'm enough on my own. Let my companions sleep a little longer."
Sagitta Forgon, commander of the Red Bear Mercenary Corps — numbering over a hundred strong — was the type of man who believed in instinct. That belief had saved his life more than once.
Born as the heir to a ruined noble family, all he had inherited from his parents were two intact testicles and a sound body. Still, that was enough for him. At least he had no trouble eating and defecating.
Sagitta lost his mother when he was fourteen — she starved to death. His father had long since frozen to death before that.
He left his crumbling home with nothing but the family crest passed on by his dying mother. Not long after, Sagitta Forgon became a mercenary.
After years of scraping by at the bottom, eating nothing but "sword rice" (military rations), he caught the eye of the former commander of the Red Bear Mercenary Corps. That's how Sagitta joined the corps as a rookie.
He had a real talent for martial arts — or more accurately, he was the type of person often called a genius.
He chose a spear and shield as his weapons. Sagitta was a man who knew how to value his own life.
Fifteen years.